It’s silent

can be deadly and all consuming

The power we give to thoughts..

The ones that rule our mind

The ones we ought to naught..

The questions,

the unknowns

and all we leave behind..

what if’s

Maybes

With all its’ lost time..

Unrequited passions

Unfulfilled dreams

Broken moments

Dashed hopes..

It is not always as it seems..

The longer you dwell on what you can’t foretell

The hotter the burn from your own hell

encumbered, entangled

crushed beneath it all

if you keep pushing

the harder you will fall..

set loose those thoughts that threaten to own you

Wearing you out

until you don’t know you..

You are more than the sum of your thoughts..